Bull Demon King and other powerful people in pingtian palace were also stunned. The power of lighting makes them feel unreal.

"It's gone!"

Xu Haotian ordered to light the lamp.

"It was Netherworld sword... "

In front of the long sword, the ghost sword peak is very small. At the moment of holding the sword, there is an evil force rising from the sky. Let everyone shocked at the same time, looking at the knife is even more frightened.

This red long Dao is five Zhang long. Its shape is simple and exaggerated. Ferocious, even more bursts of blood around.

Ming Jianfeng did not answer the question of the lamp. Instead, he raised his hand, tore the void, and pulled out a bloody long knife from inside.

With his accomplishments, he could feel something hidden in the body of Ming Jianfeng. And as time goes on, things in the body tend to rush out.

After lighting a clap, he asked in surprise.

"Why, what are you trying to hide?"

Even if Ming Jianfeng chooses to avoid, it can not escape the palm of the lamp. Suddenly, he was hit and flew out.

Boom --

the whole battlefield is now focused on the battle between the two strong men. Because whether pingtian palace can survive depends on this war.

The ghost sword peak is frightened, but sees the lamp clap from the waist, the terror strong wind spreads, lets the Ming Jianfeng pupil shrink, hastily chooses to dodge.

Golden Buddha!

At this time, the whole body of the lamp was bathed in the golden light, as if gilded in general.

The master of Ming Jianfeng came to the back of the lantern and grabbed it. However, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared, and the hand of the ghost sword peak flew out mercilessly.

Although the dimly lit lamp makes people can't see the face clearly, it doesn't give people a sense of panic.

The speed is amazing, leaving a trail of shadows along the way. When approaching the lamp, dozens of figures are separated to surround the lamp and attack the lamp together.

At this time, Ming Jianfeng seems to have been unable to restrain his anger. His hands are covered with blood. He roars and rushes to the lamp.

For a moment, soldiers in pingtian palace began to talk.

"Since the old monk has said the cultivation of the hell sword peak, what is his cultivation?"

"True or false?"

"Daluoluan immortal is said to be the highest realm of the Dalao realm."

It's almost at the top of the world. Also let Milan childe know. At the same time, by contrast, I also know how strong my father is.

Da Luo Luan Xian!

Burning the lamp and yelling, he also said the cultivation of the hell sword peak. Let everyone suddenly realize.

"Hum, you lost your way and don't know how to return, even if Luan Xian?"

After he called himself Hades, he didn't know what good was!

Now, go for the light.

"Convert to my Buddha? Pooh! Think of it

Ming Jianfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were red, and he looked at the lamp angrily and said:

the lamp stands high in the void, and his face has been covered by his magic power. No one can see that he is the ancient Buddha of lighting lamp who once dominated for a time.

"The benefactor is too deeply possessed. How about converting to Buddha?"

Therefore, he will also get the merits of heaven. Because eliminating evil is also a kind of merit.

Since its debut, although it is radical, it has never killed innocent people. However, the hell sword peak kills too much evil, and the karma is entangled. Killing this person is only good for the world.

After lighting a lamp and calling the Buddha, he flew to the Ming Jian peak, which was still in shock.

"Amitabha

Exclaimed the guard next to Milan.

Listen to Milan childe's mind is shocked!

At this time, he can not help but think of his mother told him a section of history ten thousand years ago.

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